So it was true! A pain slashed at her heart as savagely as a wild animal's fangs.

If! If! If! There were so many ifs in life, never any sense of security, always the dread of losing everything.

These three ladies disliked and distrusted one another as heartily as the First Triumvirate of Rome, and their close alliance was probably for the same reason.

It was better to know the worst than to wonder.

His voice stopped and they looked for a long quiet moment into each other's eyes and between them lay the sunny lost youth that they had so unthinkingly shared.

She hasn't your strength. She's never had any strength. She's never had anything but heart.

She couldn't survey the wreck of the world with an air of casual unconcern.